Running in the Rain Lyrics

Well the water's up on Franklin Street
The rain was coming down all night
And filling up the Little Conemaugh and Stony Creek
People scurrying all over town to save their thingsJohnstown came to life with coal and steel
You could find a job and raise a family
30,000 souls at church on Sundays
12 hour shifts, 6 days a weekWe're sorry we can't help you
We can't free you from the pain
Nobody's safe from getting wet
We are all running in the rainThere was danger in the distance
Fourteen miles up the valley
A mountain lake where Pittsburg wealthy came to play
Held up by a leaky dam that slowly wore awayWe're sorry we can't help you
We can't free you from the pain
Nobody's safe from getting wet
We are all running in the rainThe final day of May in 1889
Eight inches fallen on the lake
There was no time left for warning

The barrier shifted and gave wayTwenty thousand tons of water were released
Crushing bridges, trees, and buildings
In just ten minutes sweeping Johnstown all away
Widows weeping for two thousand and two hundred lost that dayThere's one thing about life that's sure, the suffering will come
But the strong must strive to do what's right
To protect the little onesSlowly the living rose out of the ruins and mud
They didn't know what part of their old life was left
There was so much that was gone
But they determined to stay onAnd those rich folks never came back to the mountain
Work crews cleared the streets and built Johnstown again
They remembered those who died
We still look back and wonder whyNobody's gonna help you
To free you from your pain
We're not safe from getting wet
We are all running in the rain
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